Then, zooming out—you’d see a certain person sliding down the wall with two faint red marks. My poor nose—
Fine, beauty strategy FAILED! Time for plan B: the self-injury strategy! According to novel military theory, the female lead should encounter something terrifying, seeking help from the male lead, leading to a happy ending. But this guy… he’s even afraid of snakes…
So, the next day, before dawn.
“Ah~ So scary Help~~” I “startled” from bed, “panickedly” fleeing into Jing Hao Bai’s room next door.
“Ouch! Who dares—ah, heroic one! Quick, save me~~” I pounced, clinging to him like a koala, howling like a wild wolf.
Oh, early in the morning, the little white handsome guy was only wearing middle garments, his clothes not yet tied properly. If I don’t take this chance to get close, wouldn’t that be wasteful? A great person once said that waste is shameful, and we must avoid it!
I shrunk my neck. Wasn’t I supposed to be held by a little white beauty and taken to slay monsters? How did it turn into a female superhero? Seeing Cold Le’er burst in, I quickly ducked under the table.
“This is your monster?” Cold Le’er held up a completely emerald green caterpillar.
Don’t ask how I got out of that room. My clever plan was ruined, and for two consecutive days, I couldn’t see Jing Haobo and that fierce girl! On the third day, I could barely open my swollen eyes.
Anger! One plan fails, try another!
At Han Shuang’er’s grave, Jing Haobo stood alone. The evening breeze brushed against his white shirt, adding traces of loneliness. Clenching his fists under his sleeve, his eyebrows jumped violently.
For no reason other than a certain fly-like woman spinning around in front of him, he found himself distracted. If you have ADHD and can’t sleep without spinning, that’s fine. He didn’t have a property deed, so he couldn’t chase anyone away. But really, did she need to spin hundreds of times, dropping a handkerchief one moment, a bracelet the next, and then throwing a brick?
